Happy 700!
Holy crap OMG wow sweet! :) This is my 700th post on my LJ. Crazy, no? 700 entries. Most of them are crap, but there are some gems in among all the refuse. Where, I'm not entirely sure, but they've got to be there, right?
I don't think I have much to say here, though I should say something more than "Wow 700," right? What's going on in my life? Loads, but I'm loving every minute of it. My capstone is progressing, rather slowly, but it's going. All the books I'd requested finally arrived, so I spent an hour and fifteen minutes this morning photocopying essays so I could write all over them and hopefully get ideas to supplement my writing. God knows, I'll need all the help I can get with my capstone. Like I actually know what I'm talking about with Keats and the Romantic Imagination. Heh. I can pretend. Really, it's just an excuse for me to fawn all over Hyperion and be a huge lit geek. :)
I'm well again, which is always a bonus. I went to the doctor to get some drugs and I was better in a few days. Gotta love the Zithromax.
Ooh, I saw Jamie Cullum in Portland!! That was super fucking awesome. He's amazing. Jazz pianist, guitarist, singer, drummer...basically he does anything with music. He's a kick in the pants to see live because he's always running around on stage and off stage, up and down the aisles (he ran right by where I was sitting...he's super short, lol), climbing on the piano and jumping off of it, playing rhythm with just the wood and strings of the piano, jamming with random people in the audience (this guy in the audience had a harmonica and just started playing while Jamie and his bass player were doing "Nature Boy." It was fucking brilliant, and Jamie thought it was just the coolest thing ever that some random guy would start playing). The opener was Josh Ritter. He's amazing, lots of energy and really great music. Very folksy. He's from Idaho, which is cool, and he knows where John Day is because he's been there to dig fossils! I got to meet him at intermission and he told me this. I went out to buy his album after we heard him and he came out to sign CDs. I told him I was from John Day and living in Ashland. Since Ashland has the Shakespeare festival, he signed my CD with his favorite Shakespeare quote: "Lilies that fester stink worse than weeds." LMAO. :) How random, eh? Anyway, Portland was fun times. I had never been in the Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall before, so it was cool to see that. Seeing Mum and Dad was fun, too. I don't ever get to see them often enough anymore.
Had a good weekend, too...this week has just generally been great. Friday night Roger and I went to dinner and saw The Winter's Tale at OSF. It's a lovely play, especially the surreal fantasy concept they've used in this production. Such a great, passionate story. Saturday Roger, Ricky, and I went to the Jefferson State Pub to see the Rogue Suspects play. They're a local band, and they're quite good. They play rock and blues and one of their guitarists is fucking amazing.
This week is a poetry week. Tonight I'm going to the Poetry Bus Tour, which is 8 poets touring around in a big yellow bus, and they're coming to SOU tonight. I've been advertising them all day long. Fun times. Wednesday night I'm actually going to miss LOST (heaven forbid, right?) and go to the Open Mic at the Jefferson State Pub. English Majors with poetry and booze. Could be dangerous. Friday night is Rocky Horror Picture Show, too!!!! OMG, so excited, heehee! I love going to the interactive RHPC. Throwing shit at the screen, yelling, opening rituals...ah, yes, life is great.
Speaking of poetry, I posted a new poem at my poetry blog a little while ago. You should go read it.
I guess that's all from me for now.
Namárië
I don't think I have much to say here, though I should say something more than "Wow 700," right? What's going on in my life? Loads, but I'm loving every minute of it. My capstone is progressing, rather slowly, but it's going. All the books I'd requested finally arrived, so I spent an hour and fifteen minutes this morning photocopying essays so I could write all over them and hopefully get ideas to supplement my writing. God knows, I'll need all the help I can get with my capstone. Like I actually know what I'm talking about with Keats and the Romantic Imagination. Heh. I can pretend. Really, it's just an excuse for me to fawn all over Hyperion and be a huge lit geek. :)
I'm well again, which is always a bonus. I went to the doctor to get some drugs and I was better in a few days. Gotta love the Zithromax.
Ooh, I saw Jamie Cullum in Portland!! That was super fucking awesome. He's amazing. Jazz pianist, guitarist, singer, drummer...basically he does anything with music. He's a kick in the pants to see live because he's always running around on stage and off stage, up and down the aisles (he ran right by where I was sitting...he's super short, lol), climbing on the piano and jumping off of it, playing rhythm with just the wood and strings of the piano, jamming with random people in the audience (this guy in the audience had a harmonica and just started playing while Jamie and his bass player were doing "Nature Boy." It was fucking brilliant, and Jamie thought it was just the coolest thing ever that some random guy would start playing). The opener was Josh Ritter. He's amazing, lots of energy and really great music. Very folksy. He's from Idaho, which is cool, and he knows where John Day is because he's been there to dig fossils! I got to meet him at intermission and he told me this. I went out to buy his album after we heard him and he came out to sign CDs. I told him I was from John Day and living in Ashland. Since Ashland has the Shakespeare festival, he signed my CD with his favorite Shakespeare quote: "Lilies that fester stink worse than weeds." LMAO. :) How random, eh? Anyway, Portland was fun times. I had never been in the Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall before, so it was cool to see that. Seeing Mum and Dad was fun, too. I don't ever get to see them often enough anymore.
Had a good weekend, too...this week has just generally been great. Friday night Roger and I went to dinner and saw The Winter's Tale at OSF. It's a lovely play, especially the surreal fantasy concept they've used in this production. Such a great, passionate story. Saturday Roger, Ricky, and I went to the Jefferson State Pub to see the Rogue Suspects play. They're a local band, and they're quite good. They play rock and blues and one of their guitarists is fucking amazing.
This week is a poetry week. Tonight I'm going to the Poetry Bus Tour, which is 8 poets touring around in a big yellow bus, and they're coming to SOU tonight. I've been advertising them all day long. Fun times. Wednesday night I'm actually going to miss LOST (heaven forbid, right?) and go to the Open Mic at the Jefferson State Pub. English Majors with poetry and booze. Could be dangerous. Friday night is Rocky Horror Picture Show, too!!!! OMG, so excited, heehee! I love going to the interactive RHPC. Throwing shit at the screen, yelling, opening rituals...ah, yes, life is great.
Speaking of poetry, I posted a new poem at my poetry blog a little while ago. You should go read it.
I guess that's all from me for now.
Namárië